A Cigarette Is All You Get
I'm all freaked out
I'm all tweaked out
I'm being chased by insects
And I want to eat my cigarettes
I can't hang out
I'm all strung out
I've got to grab me by the throat
I've got to herd me like a goat
A cigarette is all you get
So hold your fire, don't light it yet
I'm all mixed up
I gotta fix me up
I want to pull my tongue out
And turn my nostrils inside out
I'm all dried up
I'm all fried up
I want to burn things now and then
If I've been talkin' to businessmen
A cigarette is all you get
So hold your fire, don't light it yet
I'm all shook up
I want to get hooked up
I want to listen to Elvis
I want to shake my pelvis
I want to take the train downtown
I want to hear some Junior Brown
I want to move my groovy hips
I want to bite my shaky lips
A cigarette is all you get
So hold your fire, don't light it yet
Writer/s: Brad Roberts / Greg Wells
